Humbled or humiliated when you speak ugly things, followed by my name, should I say nothing, hang my head in shame?
Confident or egotistical, my place in this world, stand tall, take flight as my wings unfurl.
Ignorant or innocent, how shall I be perceived, is it myself or others whom I deceive?
Alone or in a crowd, in time I’ll see, is it you or myself that’s my worst enemy?
A liar, a cheat, a thief, indeed murderous rage at who planted this seed.
Pull out the root, destroy the core, I am no longer these things any more.
If asked again where I now stand, trust, I no longer answer to man.
My Higher Power can restore me, a mess. I am now and will remain a work in progress.
by, Frankie C.